A Fragrance Beneath the Moonlight
Then suddenly— A playful thought appeared in Leon's mind.
The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
His finger moved. A tiny pebble rolled across the ground.
The Spiritual Mana Powered Cave was silent.
After months of cultivation within the time-accelerated formation, the cave had become eerily peaceful. The once-abundant Mana Lake had almost dried up, leaving only scattered pools of crystal-clear water reflecting the faint silver glow filtering through cracks in the stone ceiling.
Leon watched Maya from behind the massive boulder.
Her long blue hair flowed softly behind her as she moved through the cave.
She was still searching.
Still worried.
Still following the traces of his mana all the way from the coastline.
The realization made something warm stir inside Leon's chest.
She had truly come looking for him.
At the same moment—
From somewhere behind Maya—
A strange sound echoed through the cave.
"Booh…"
